After being taken over by the military, the spacecraft quickly arrived at the fourth star along its original route.
Stepping on the solid ground of the fourth star, the orcs who had been frightened and shocked along the way finally breathed a sigh of relief and went home to appease their injured hearts.
An investigation report on the kidnapping was also quickly issued by the military. Everything was reported truthfully and apologies were made to the injured passengers and driver.
Because Lu Man didn't want to expose herself, that part of her became an unnamed tight-fitting warrior from the M78 Nebula who used her own powers to stop the bomb from exploding and thwart the Blood Demon's cruel plan.
When he heard Lu Man mention this physical injury, Lin You also had a complicated expression and his mouth twitched, but in the end he typed this line under the threatening gaze of his boss.
Wuwuwu, he is not clean anymore. It is unimaginable that such a shameful and outrageous report was sent from his hands. His reputation will last forever...
Due to the long delay on the road, it was already dark when Lu Man and his party arrived at the hotel. They drank a nutrient solution and went back to the room early.
Nothing happened until bedtime, except when they were divided into rooms, Fu Lan didn't want to sleep separately from Lu Mann.
"Sister~I'm afraid~"
Thinking of the fright he had received on the spaceship, and seeing his thin body still trembling at this moment, Lu Man finally relented, and used a pillow as a nest for Fu Lan to lie on.
Although Fu Lan was a little disappointed, she still lay down obediently.
Fu Lan made arrangements, but Lu Man lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep peacefully.
There was a thunder outside the window, and Lu Mann was suddenly awakened.
"Uuuuuu...sister~"
She sat up and followed the sound to look at Fu Lan, who was shivering on the pillow next to the bed as if he had some kind of nightmare. Thinking about the murmur she had just heard, she finally got out of bed and hugged the little baby who was balled up into a ball. Go to bed and cover yourself with a quilt.
Feeling the little boy nuzzling in her arms, Lu Man patted his head comfortingly and fell asleep.
And Fu Lan, who was supposed to be sleeping with his eyes closed in her arms, opened his eyes, the corners of his lips raised slightly, the plan worked, hehe.
Lin You, who received the message outside the window, rolled his eyes, resignedly put away the expensive military environment simulator, and complained crazily in his heart.
Why on earth, his boss wanted to pursue his wife, but he was forced to be their tool in their relationship!
He also wants to sleep with his wife in his arms, okay?
He is such a hard-working subordinate who actively makes suggestions. If the boss doesn’t let him sit at the head table when he gets married, it will be a shame for his hard work!
Despite the constant thoughts in his heart, Lin You's movements did not slow down at all.
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The next day, Lu Mann woke up full of energy, looked at the time on his computer, and after pondering for a while, he gently put down Fu Lan, who had run into his arms at some point, and carefully got out of bed.
Fu Lan, who was still a little confused, just rubbed against the quilt and fell into sleep again.
Lu Mann gently tapped his little nose, "What a lazy little pig."
After washing up, Lu Man found the hotel manager and explained to him his intention to use the hotel kitchen.
After getting the manager's consent, Lu Mann walked to the kitchen, preparing to make a loving breakfast for Fu Lan, a frightened patient, and also let Xiangyang and Song Zhensheng eat something good.
Ever since, when the remaining people woke up, they opened their eyes and saw a delicious and delicious breakfast in front of them.
A few people were feasting on the food upstairs. They felt so comfortable and happy, but it was a pain for the orcs who went to the restaurant to dine next.
There was no way, the aroma of Lu Mann's food was too overbearing and lingered for a long time, teasing the fragile nerves of the orcs.
The orcs, who couldn't bear the scent, rushed to the ordering area and frantically asked who the chef who had just cooked was. They wanted to get the same style, but received an apologetic reply from the waiter.
"I'm sorry, dear guests, the meal just now was cooked by a guest himself." The waiter had a standard business smile on his face and his service attitude was sincere.
All the orcs: "Who is it! I will get all his information within 3 minutes!"
When the orcs didn't notice, the waiter twitched his nose crazily, trying to inhale all the scent, and he could hardly keep the business smile on his face.
Why don't you just ask the manager who the customer is later? He has worked hard here for so many years, and he deserves it for seeking such a small personal gain!
